Sunday....

Andy reminded me several times on Sunday that it was no longer KIP day.

I guess I became overenthusiastic about the knitting...so I put it away before we took our seats...cuz Sunday? I spent way too much money and indulged in something I've wanted to do for YEARS...I went to the circus for the second time in my life.

Not just any circus though, Cirque du Soleil was playing Varekai in "Seattle" (Redmond actually) so I jumped at the chance to give them lots of my money :).

If you EVER get the chance to go to a show? Any show? Go. This show was supposedly about what happens to Icarus when he falls out of the sky. Surprise! Not into the oceans bottomless depths, but onto a magical place, with creatures of intense color and amazing flexibility. I'll be losing readers as I describe what I thought of the storyline, but you really don't go to Cirque du Soleil for the plot. Seriously, the way the story was told? Kinda like the plot of a porn movie, just enough of a "story" to get to the "action," which in this case is the juggling, gymnastics, and death-defying jumps, acrobatics, twirls and oh-my-god-can-her-neck-really-do-that moments as opposed to well, what porn is usually filled with, which is what you watch porn for, also certainly not for the plot!

Richard, over at Mondo Rick-0 expounded so much about his trip to Cirque du Soleil in SF that I just had to see what the fuss was about. I figured I'd go "some day." Then, last month? Tim, Andy, and I went on a trip out to...oh I can't remember, they were looking for houses...and I saw the circus tents on SR-520...Serendipity? Or something. The SF show was all about clowns or something. I think that would have made for less wishy-washing around with trying to have a "plot" to tie the acrobatics together, but meh (with the shrugging of the shoulders), whateva', it worked. I am so ready to go VIP next year just so I can have the performers flying RIGHT OVER MY HEAD! It's rather close quarters in that main tent!

Oh, I did knit during intermission though...I had to do something to calm down, there were a few moments when my hands were sweating FOR the performers, you know?

Oh, but if I do get to go next time? Definitely packing a frozen water bottle. DO NOT BELIEVE THEM when it says that the main tent has controlled air. Pack enough people in a small space and there is no such thing. IT WAS HOT. It was one of those last minute thoughts of mine to wear shorts, had I not I might have passed out. Maybe the VIP section has more airflow? I hope so, I think one of those little "personal fans" might be kinda distracting, you know?

I thought this post might turn into my going off on the size of the little seats vs the size of some of the patrons, but I've decided to let that go. So what if my neighbor was trying to share half my seat. I gave up the idea of "personal space" when I lived on a 32' sailboat for 5 years. Anyway, my energy is just about running on empty (kinda like my gastank :)). Last night was a bad one for peaceful sleeping and it's far too late for me to still be up, so I'm off to be unconscious. Peace out! Yo!